... when you're reading a book on Shakespeare (once an English student, always an English student?) and you read 'Puck' and you imagine a hockey puck.
*headdesk*
I mean, seriously, when I'm reading an actual physical BOOK and have been reading about sonnets and authorship and ELIZABETHAN HISTORY my stupid brain goes to the hockey puck?!
Shame on you, self. SHAME ON YOU.
Urgh. My life, when did it get so complicated?
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